grey poem

sometimes i can´t be too near from you

cause you're ever too far

and i can't feel you cause your soul are in another place than your body

and i can't look for me

cause your eyes are my eyes and they never look for me

and i never feel what you feel cause your heart is made of glass

i can see but i can't feel

well, now i know that you don't love me more

Mariana Villa Real
Enviado por Mariana Villa Real em 23/04/2006
Reeditado em 23/04/2006
Código do texto: T143647
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